The picturesque rice cakes are delicious today

I may not be able to paint.

Isn't that a fatal flaw as a 'holding painter'?

I should have ordered a picture of the cake. If the cake arrived, I would have trouble with the boulders, even the Redgard family. I'd be in trouble.

"... hmm? What's that supposed to mean?

"In the same sense, I can, uh, 'picture materializes', but 'picture doesn't materialize' because I can't, except out of hand to paint..."

... As soon as I said that, everyone at the table shut up. Yeah, that's right. Yeah.

"Uh... you..."

So Faye regained his reaction faster than anyone else.

"Could it still be funny, are you?

...... hmm?

"No, I won't..."

"But magic leaks, doesn't it?

What, magic leaks?... Is it possible that in this world, 'there's magic out there that I wasn't going to activate' is the treatment of taking a leak, oozing, or something like that!?

"Well... no, no, no, no, no, no! Right, you, you're still kind of in this world! In a way, try being born, and it's nothing to be ashamed of... hehe"

The laughter is leaking. I may be leaking magic, but Faye is leaking laughter. I can't stand it.

"Ha ha! Right! You, with that face, with that face, magical control, you didn't! Words speak normally, and they're done beautifully, even though they look solid! Oh, my God!

"Wow, I didn't have to laugh..."

Awkward. Very uncomfortable. Faye is laughing at pieces, and your brother and father are kind of laughing at each other. "Well, he was from another world," he was. I totally forgot, is this the case, "he says.

... based on values that I have no idea, I am somewhat amused. Or they're smiling at me. It doesn't seem unpleasant to me, and that was good, but I don't know...

"Faye. This is very much the case with a friend of a different world... don't make us feel bright"

"Right, brother, you're jealous, aren't you? Huh?"

... something embarrassing.

In the end, "Come on, let's practice magic control" and "Think about the painter you're holding for now" ended the conversation at the breakfast table.

As for the Redgards, they don't want to take down the story of the embracing painter even though they know I'm 'out of magic control', or rather, they think of me as an otherworldly person and say, 'After all, don't you live in our house?' He even told me. Yeah, it's more than funny. But I'm kind of sorry, and I still feel, like, embarrassed...

... so I decided to practice magic control with Faye.

"Okay. Let's start by recognizing the magic!

Faye says so but...... this is the first difficulty.

Until now, I have been able to materialize pictures without having to be particularly aware of anything. I mean, 'I don't know how the painting materialized'.

I'm using magic. I'm unconscious, so I can't even control magic.... This is not a good idea, so I decided to start by feeling my magic.

"You, when you consume magic, that's the feeling, hey?

"Hmmm...... there may be"

When I healed my horse's feathers and horns. Or when you serve a scarlet dragon. At that point in time, I feel like something is pouring out of me. Could that be magic?

"Oh well. Then be aware that the array you consumed was in your body."

... No, that's hard. I wonder what kind of consciousness it is to have something invisible in your body.

"... can't you?

"Yeah."

When I announced the gibberish early, Faye sighed one... and then handed me something.

"Then this is it!

What was handed to me was an elephant (cancer) pattern with brass-like metal on the grip of a tree, and a clear stone like a crystal ball on the tip of the grip... that's what it is.

I don't know, but I grabbed the grip... and the metal pattern glowed, and the tipped crystal ball glowed.

"Whoa. All right, all right. That's a good one."

In addition, the light slowly changes color in the crystal balls and enters my body through the handshake.

"... wow"

Surprised.

My hands are fluffy and warm. And it gets rusty and cold.... depending on the color of the light in the crystal ball, the feeling of coming in is different.

"Got it? This is magic."

"... yeah. Okay."

Maybe this is a tool for putting out the magic in me once and putting it in my body again. That's funny. Just let it out once and I'll notice what's out there. I do know that this magic thing is running through me. [M]

"Then spread your consciousness out of your hands. See? You can see it's not just your hands, it's your whole body flowing, right?

When I'm told and conscious, I do understand. I do have magic.

Something shiny while changing color in crystal balls. Is this my magic? [M] Beautiful. Really? Is there something like this in me? [M] I'm kind of happy.

"This tool is amazing."

"Oh well. More than anything if you were happy."

Practice feeling your magic for a while before returning the tools to Faye. Then, as soon as Faye grips, a scarlet flame burns in the stone.

... right. Faye also said magic can vary from person to person. Is that what this is about?

"By the way."

Then Faye said... with a slight laugh.

"This toy is the one that makes babies have it in this world"

...... yeah.

Well, I guess I'm just a little, so to speak, like a baby when I come to this world...

I was a little angry, so I poked around Faye's flank and Faye laughed sharply.

I practiced gripping 'Baby Toys' and feeling magical all night that day.

... interesting stuff, and once you figure out the magic in you, you get to know the outside of you too.

I can see that there is something in Faye, in the flowers in the garden, in the wind, somewhat magical. Yeah. This is kind of funny.

"Okay. Then you're in the next phase! Next time, practice keeping your magic from leaking! If we can do this, we might be able to keep the painting from materializing! Come on!"

I'll be studying magic with Faye the next day.

... I took a step forward because I felt the magic inside me, I guess, but anyway, it's hard to be ahead of me again.

The practice of keeping magic from leaking means that today, I hold such a tool, like a candle made of golden stone and goldsmith.

But.

"... no"

"Ooh... yeah, well, good luck with that. Yeah."

Like yesterday's tool, this tool is also a practice tool for magical control. When this candlestick is gripped, the magic flows and the light lights on the tip. So I'm practicing holding this candle but not lighting the light, but...

In a way, it may be like stopping your blood flow by your own will alone. That's hard.

The candlestick light doesn't go out at all. There's magic coming from my hand, and I know it's in the light... but I don't know how to stop it.

"I don't know. Ho."

"Huh?"

Seeing me like that, Faye grabbed my wrist.

Then the light of the candlestick disappears… at the same time, twitching. It gives me a grumpy feeling.

"Hey, hey, this..."

"All right. Stay put there."

"Yep..."

Patience, I've been told, but this, I can't stand inside. Mumble, nod, I can't stand it.

Faye, get off me.

"If only I'd put up with it a little longer."

Maybe Faye grabbed my wrist and stopped the magic. But I'm not comfortable because of that. It makes a lot of noise.

"Hey, Faye."

"Almost there."

It's not ticklish or itchy, it's just that something can't help but mumble!

Mumble, mumble... even if you know you have to be patient!

"No more..."

"Uh-huh? Dude, I'm not so busy..."

When I grabbed Faye's hand and peeled it off, Faye let me go on the boulder. And.

"Whoa!?

At the same time, the beam stretched from the candlestick and flew into the sky.

... I couldn't think of anything for a while. I was confused.

"Now, what...? Awesome......"

And while Faye was somewhat impressed, I was finally relieved to be free. Yeah, I don't want to put up with that so much. No more.

... and when I settled down.

"You... it might be difficult to control magic."

While Faye says so, he stares at me seriously. So that's what I've been saying just now...

"There's a lot of magic in the wrong digits, maybe"

... Huh?

The next day.

"He's got magic coming out of him."

"There seems to have been little magic before, but suddenly there seems to have been more magic."

"I also have trouble controlling myself. I don't know what to do."

... Yesterday today, the doctor who examines magic came to see me. Surrounded by Mr. Redgard's family, both me and the doctor are having a little trouble, but I can't help it.

And then... they're hiding that I'm a different person. So all I know about being a different world is Faye, your brother and your father, and then some Redgard maids, and then horses and birds.

"Hmm... well, suddenly more magic remains. There are also reports of examples of mechanical and magical stretches during the growing season...... was there anything else that prompted more magic?

"What trigger? What and what kind of guy?

"For example, did you read a special book of magic, or did you get the favor of the Spirit, or did you learn new magic... oh, sometimes when you're in a crisis of life, the magic that you slept with wakes up. Right, anything, lately, injuries, etc?

...... They were supposed to be asleep for about 10 days, but I don't know.

In the end, the cause was unknown. I mean... well, I've been dying before, so maybe that's what's causing it, but I've been caking picturesque cakes for a while since I came to this world. So maybe...... yeah, 'cause I'm from another world'

I don't know, say...

In the meantime, the doctor made a diagnosis like, 'I'm sure it was the type that stretches in my growing years,' and wrote me a whole lot about what to do, and then I went home.

... just.

The doctor came home and said something troublesome.

"This is all the magic, so why don't they go for the path of the Imperial Palace's Mage? '.

... Can I paint a Wizard of the Royal Palace?

"... hey, Togo. Do you want to be the Wizard of the Royal Palace?

"Yeah."

"Right. I don't care what you think, when you become a magician at the Royal Palace, you can't be painting all day long..."

I'm glad Faye understands me so well.

"Togo, if you want, we should take you to the royal palace... but if not, well, there's talk of becoming our embracing painter, and should you stay like this?"

I hear Faye's brother is looking forward to making me a painter.

"Right. Well, as for you, Togo, you'd better be able to control your magic. You should put on that seal for a while and study magic control"

... and Faye's father.

He put the seal on me. [M]

'Sealers' isn't anything to be afraid of, apparently. It seems to be like a corrective device for people who have suddenly gained more magic or who have too much magic.

In shape, it's a bracelet. It's on my left wrist now. [M] It's like a watch, so there's not much discomfort.

As for the effect... it 'seals' some of my magic, apparently.

... That's how you temporarily reduce your magic and practice magic control in that state.

When you get used to it, make the seal a little weaker, and then practice magic control again.

If you get used to it, make the seal a little weaker again... so that you can control it even with the magic of its original size, he says.

Yeah. Let's use this to work hard and be able to control the magic.

It's embarrassing for Faye to say 'Oops', and first of all... now that you can control your magic, you might be able to paint properly as a picture!

… except.

My plan was to sit on the reef in a day and a half.

"Ugh, wow... I didn't know this was gonna happen..."

I had my seals on, I practiced magic control quickly, and I was so tired that my break was painting, then I stayed at the Redgard house, and the next day, I practiced magic control again... so roughly, after a day and a half.

The seal broke.

"... this is the limit for a day."

"Oh, no..."

When I saw the doctor again, he said something desperate like that.

Apparently, I have too much magic, and the seal is useless. What the hell did I do?

... so I was asked to prescribe another sealing device.

Next time, well, it's a bracelet... with a black stone at its center.

From now on, it seems like a policy to replace black stones every day and take care of the black stones you replace by 'letting the accumulated magic escape' so that they last longer. When you weaken the seal, it seems you should change the type of stone, so you might want this one.

... They're a little expensive for that, but Faye's father won't let me pay for it. No, I, I certainly don't have the money to pay...

While I was a little sorry about the money, people other than me were thinking more differently, apparently.

"... Togo, once a day, can you properly replace the seal's demon stone?

That's what Faye told me... I thought.

Yeah. I'm not sure.

I am not sure I will change stones properly once a day. If I was painting, I'd probably forget about it accidentally, and most of all, the trouble is, if I accidentally forget to replace the stones, they could... explode.

When that happens, I definitely have to remember to replace the stone, but I'm a little unsure that I can do that. But it's hard to forget to change stones... but I'm confident...

And so on.

"All right. Let's go, Togo!

"Hmmm......"

I'm going out with Faye. [M]

That's why...

"Uh, resistance, after all? Slaves."

"Yeah......"

I'm going to go buy a slave, because.